My First Christmas In Heaven

A good friend of mine emailed me this poem, thinking of me and my family this first Christmas season without Mom.

My First Christmas in Heaven

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below

With tiny lights like Heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear

For I am spending my first Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

. . .

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear.

But the sound of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you the joy their voices bring

For it is beyond description to hear the angels sing.

. . .

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart

But I am not so far away, we really aren't far apart.

So be happy for me, dear ones, you know I hold you dear

And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

. . .

I sent you each a special gift from my heavenly home above

I sent you each a memory of my undying love.

After all, love is a gift more precious than pure gold

It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

. . .

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do

For I can't count the blessings of love he has for each of you.

So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away the tear

Remember, I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.